It was a long summers night after watching Jimmy Crespo play at a gig. You see him fall off the stage while screaming "HELP, IF I FALL MY LITTLE RAT BODY WILL BE DECEASED." You give him a hand. His guitar breaks in half while trying too pull up on the rail. "Please wash your hands, sir." You tell him. He ignores you and continues on with his night. As you walk out too your car jimmy spots you. "Heeeey pretty lady" with a smirk on his face. You notice he has bad acne and ask him if he uses "Saint Ives apricot face scrub". "No I use Clean and Clear, night and day facial cleanser." Jimmy says with a soft voice. You slap him and tell him too get bent.
This story is dedicated too Auxra02
